Seducing Married Man Novels & Stories

—The same X, despite him cheating on his wife, he always made our situation very clear. — X is the kind of man who seduces you with his kindness, charisma, and charm. He traps you in his web, like a spider… says things you want to hear, he makes a point of showing that he is married, but that he lives in a very complicated moment, and over time you will believe that getting involved with him has no problem, since he made it very clear that he’s married… but when you see it, it’s spelled. He does not make you promises, but always leads to believe that you are different and that you will be together in the end… Look where you are… And where’s the X? With his wife and kids, playing happy family

“Does your husband know what a needy little slut you are?” I shook my head, biting my lip hard as he pumped his fingers faster. The wet, obscene squelching sounds filled my small apartment. My juices were running down his hand and dripping onto the floor. “He… he doesn’t fuck me like this,” I admitted breathlessly, my hips rolling against his hand. Mr. Tariq chuckled darkly and added a third finger, stretching me wider. “Of course he doesn’t. He’s a boy. I’m a man. And tonight, this married pussy is going to learn what a real man feels like.”

Undoubtedly a whole set to kill a man in love. Jack couldn't, with that temptation, from his wife, and with a fixed gaze on his center he told her, before burying his face and sucking his essence —You've killed me, he accepted defeat. After that he sank into her, and her wife laughed out loud, while her husband began to suck her intimacy, he had won her bet. She had been trying to seduce the man for a week, after what happened abroad, she had told him that it was easy to seduce him, after catching him watching a scantily clad woman flirt with him and he smiled at her in response, instead she would not give in to his temptations, nor to any man. From that moment they both started a couples ga

“Do you want to cure it?” I slowly ground against him and he immediately closed his eyes, his head falling back. I could feel his length growing bigger and harder, and that was like warmth to my chest. Just what I needed—to know I was not an absolute sucker at this. At seducing. If I could seduce a man like Luciano, I could seduce anyone. “I don’t know,” I muttered. “Should I want to cure it?” “About that,” he began. “The only cure for this would be to go with it. Be with each other until we’re bored or either of us gets married.”

He wasn’t just a body to admire tonight, he was a man with stories on his shoulders and secrets in his jawline. “You’ve never been married,” I said. He smiled, not surprised by the question that I framed as an offhanded statement. “No. I’ve fucked married women, though.” “More than one?” “Only one that matters now.” I paused mid-bite. My stomach flipped. “And she’s married to a man who doesn’t see her anymore,” he added quietly. The silence stretched, dangerously intimate and then he reached across the table and ran a thumb along the edge of my lip.

asked Charlotte who couldn't hear him well . " I said... " said the handsome man but Charlotte interrupted him again . " Never mind ! I don't wanna know it , anyways . " said Charlotte the looked at him in his eyes . " I am married to someone , that is true but my husband isn't handsome like you , nor is he like any other normal person so...there's no way I can be your wife . When you are sure where your wife is , I will help you get her back . " said Charlotte and the handsome man got up from his knees .

I spoke quickly when I noticed that he was ready to show his girlie side again. "Sir, are you gay?" I ask thar. He closed his eyes and then looked at me evilly. He pointed at me and was ready to speak again when I went ahead of him again. "Just making sure," I smiled and went inside. I passed him while his hand was floating in the air because he was pointing at me earlier. Wait? Eh, isn't that better? I need to seduce him, but as soon as I entered his condo, I was having second thoughts. Madam Anastasia has told me to give myself up to make his son a true man.

"Classic case. The mighty Liam Hart, afraid of commitment." Before anyone could reply, the door swung open. George Smith stepped inside, his presence commanding instant attention. Beckett grinned. "Finally! Someone with answers. George, talk some sense into him. Our dear friend here is about to get married, and instead of celebrating, he’s sulking like a widower. We need explanations." George let out a long breath, then delivered his bombshell. "He’s already been married. For three months." The room fell into stunned silence. Preston blinked. "Excuse me?"

She asked, and my frown deepened as I realized she was talking to me. “My dress?” I glanced at my outfit, seeing nothing wrong in the flowery halter neck dress I was wearing. “Yes, you are married now. You don’t need to dress to seduce people, else you would be likened to a whore.” My breath hitched, and I flinched as if I was slapped hard. My brows pulled in a frown, and I glanced at the husband, waiting for him to come to my rescue because I don’t trust what I would say. But he was too busy being on his fucking phone, and my heart broke.

"The father of your child. You could have gone to him." The words hit me like a slap, sharp and unexpected. My chest tightened, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My composure cracked, but I quickly pieced it back together, masking my anger with a forced calm. "He's married," I said, my voice clipped, each word chosen carefully. "To someone else." Justin tilted his head, studying me like I was a puzzle with one missing piece. "Convenient," he muttered under his breath. The room felt suffocating now, the air heavy with unspoken accusations. I clenched my fists by my sides, willing myself not to let him see how deeply his words had cut. I was hurt but angry as well.